Puppy Love

By Tali

Karen Greenwood sat on the edge of her bed, strumming chords on her guitar. No familiar tune in particular, just switching between chords randomly. Although her mind was elsewhere, she thought it actually sounded pretty good. She stopped for a moment to flip her shoulder length blond hair back, then continued with her strumming. And daydreaming.

Just then her 18 year old brother Scott entered her room, breaking her chain of thoughts. He was two years older than Karen, and like his sister had blond hair and green eyes.

"Hey sis, can I borrow your ruler?", he asked.

"Umm? Yeah... I think it's in my drawer, I'll get it for you", she placed the guitar on her bed and rose up, a bit slowly.

"Soething's wrong?", Scott asked her as she opened her drawer and started digging into it.
'How can he always tell?', she asked herself. It was true, they didn't get along pretty well as kids, like almost every brother and sister, but ever since their father divorced her mother and left they've become very close, and Scott quickly adapted to his role as the 'man of the house'.

"What makes you say that?", she asked him. Deep down thinking she's lucky to have such a considerate brother. She loved him to death.

"Because I've been listening to your playing, and you sucked more than normal...", he answered. Hmmm, scratch that last thought...

"Here", she said, trying to smack his arm with the ruler to get back at him, but he just caught it. "Bring it back when you're done"

"No, seriuosly, what's wrong sis?", he asked.

"Nothing...", she said. lowering her head and trurning away from him.

"Come on, what's wrong?", he didn't give up like she hoped he would.

"Nothing, really...", she said, sitting on her bed and reaching for the guitar. That didn't convince him either

"Come on sis, tell me what's wrong", he said.

She looked into his eyes, then lowered her head again.

"Everything", she said.

"Okay, now that we've covered the extremes...", he said pulling himself a chair.

It was time for another of the 'Brother-Sister' talks they used to have every now and then. Karen felt more comfortable sharing her feelings with him than her mother, and they talked about everything. She remembered what he told her when she got ready for her first date at 13, she was fixing her hair when he came in and their discussion went a little like this: "Karen, there's something you should know about males", "What?", "We're all dogs. Got it?". Karen, at that point was so stunned she just nodded and only after he left she burst out laughing.

"Is it about Michael?", he asked her.

She nodded, Michael was a childhood friend of hers. He was two months older than her, and ever since she was born, they were best friends and did practically everything together. But when she was ten, he moved with his family to England, as his dad received a job offer there. And now him and his family were moving back to their old house, which they rented to another family while they were away, and was located just in front of the Greenwood's.

"Aren't you excited that he's coming back tomorrow?"

"I am excited, but I'm also worried... Maybe half excited half worried", Karen answered.

"I thought you said you have a crush on him, are you worried he won't feel the same about you?"

"Maybe... a little... But it's not that"

"Oh, I see...", Scott paused a little, "It's because of THESE, right?" He pointed to the diaper his sister was wearing.

"Err... Yeah, I guess...", Karen said meekly, "I'm just afraid he'll think that I'm some kind of a freak just because I like them..."

"So don't tell him you like wearing them then, tell him that you wear them because you have to. Which, by the way, I'm starting to believe is true. I mean, look at it, it's wet". The diaper Karen was wearing was indeed wet. She wetted just a little earlier, but it was still visible.

"I thought about it, but I don't want to lie to him...", Karen replied.

"Suit yourself...", her brother shrugged, "I hope you'll do the right thing, and I'm sure that Michael will think you're great. He'd be lucky to have a girl like you"

A smile formed on Karen's face. "Thank you, Scott...", she said, hugging him.

He kissed her on the forehead. "Don't mention it baby... Now mom told me you should get some sleep if you want to come with her to pick them up from the airport. She said she'd wake you up at four"

"Okay", she smiled, "Good night, Scott!"

"Night, baby", he said and then left, closing the door behind him.

Karen changed her diaper with a thicker night-time one. Then, put on her favorite pink one-piece footed pajamas, put her pacifier in her mouth, and got under the covers. She was soon fast asleep, hugging her teddy bear. She smiled subconsciously as she dreamed of Michael.

Part 2 - THREE MONTHS EARLIER

"Hello Karen, please come in. I'm so glad you could make it in such short notice...", Ms Fairchild said as she opened the door for Karen.

"Oh, don't mention it...", Karen replied, "It's always a pleasure... And besides, I missed Tina. Haven't seen her in a while"

"She missed you too. It's a good thing that Rick got promoted and now he has more spare time, looks like you'll be babysitting more for us in the future"

"I hope so", said Karen, really meaning it. "Tina is such an angel... We have so much fun together!"

"I'm glad to hear you're having fun as well, you know how much she loves and adores you. Well anyway, the numbers are on the fridge. Tina's food is in the fridge, but you can order some pizza if she doesn't want it. I left some money on the table"

"Okay Ms Fairchild, I promise I'll take good care of her! Enjoy your evening!", said Karen

"Thank you, we should be back by midnight. Bye!"

"Bye Ms and Mr Fairchild! Have a good time!", Karen said and closed the door. She then climbed up to Tina's room.

"Hey Tina!", she said, waving the 3 year old red haired girl who was sitting on her bed and coloring.

"Karen!", Tina's eyes lit up when she saw her. She ran over and hugged her babysitter.

Karen crouched hugging back the little girl. She then picked her up. "Did you miss me?", she asked Tina, who nodded and smiled in response.

"I missed you too", Karen said, smiling back at her and placing her finger on the little girl's nose.

"And I see that you're a big girl now. You're not wearing diapers anymore, YAY!!! I'm so proud of you!", Karen meant that, but was, on some level, a little sad that Tina was growing up so fast. She loved babying her.

"Don't be...", Tina said, "Mommy says I still have to wear these training pants, and I still wear diapers when I'm sleeping"

"Well, I'm still proud of you, such a clever girl like you should be out of diapers in no time", Karen reassured the young girl, who still looked a little depressed.

"What's wrong?", Karen asked her.

"What if I don't wanna be out of diapers?", Tina asked her.

"Why? Don't you want to wear panties like a big girl?"

"I dunno... a little... But I don't want to give up my diapers, they're soft and nice... I wanna be big girl, but I still wanna be baby... sometimes....", Tina said, blushing a little.

"Do you want to wear one now?", Karen asked her. She normally would have tried to discourage the child of wearing diapers, but felt that Tina's mother encouraged her daughter to grow up faster than others. Tina was a very smart girl, her grammar was better than some 6 year olds Karen babysat. She thought Tina should start to make her own desicions, and if wearing diapers and acting like a baby sometimes made her happy - so be it.

"I guess so...", Tina said

"Tell you what, why don't I get you ready for bed right now? That way we'll have more time to play too!", Tina's eyes lit up.

"Really? You don't mind putting me in diapers?", she asked.

"No, I think it's kinda cute!", Karen said, laying the child on her bed. Tina giggled as she did so. Before long, Tina was diapered and dressed in her pajamas.

Karen carried her down to the kitchen and prepared the child's dinner. While they ate she asked Tina why does she want to be a baby sometimes.

"I dunno", the child shrugged, "It's fun, when you're a baby everyone loves you and play with you because you are cute... It's hard to be a big girl, sometimes I don't wanna go to kindergarten in the morning, I wanna stay with mommy"

Karen smiled. 'That child is so smart...', she thought, 'She does have a point, sometimes I also don't like going to school every morning. Grown ups have very stressful life... so many obligations... I wish I could be a baby again sometimes...'

They played for a couple of hours and then Karen tucked Tina in. Once she fell asleep (Halfway to the story Karen read her), Karen got downstairs to the living room. She started thinking about what it would be like to be a baby again, that idea sounding more appealing to her with every minute she thought of it.

She remembered putting Tina in diapers and wondered what it would be like to wear one herself. 'I bet I'd look cute', she giggled at that thought. When Ms Fairchild and her husband returned, Karen could not believe how quickly the time went by. She was so busy with her thoughts that the time had just flown by.

Karen decided to experiment with it the very next day. She went to the supermarket and bought a package of disposable diapers, the biggest size she could find. Karen knew that adult sized diapers were available at the local pharmacy, but didn't have the courage to buy them. She also bought two pacifiers and a baby bottle.

When she got home, there was a note on the door from her mother saying she went out for some errands. Karen could not believe her luck. She was worried what would her mother say when she saw her 16 year old daughter carrying a package of diapers. She was going to tell her it was for babysitting, but knew her mom wold have some doubts.

She unlocked the door and got in, locking the door behind her. She first went to the kitchen and filled the bottle with milk from the fridge. Then she carried the paper bag with the diapers and pacifiers up to her room.
She took off her jeans and panties, opened the diaper package and took one out. She then laid down on her bed.
Raising her lower back, she placed the diaper under her behind, then brought it up between her legs. She giggled. She was used to diapering others, but it was a whole other experience diapering herself.
However, In spite of her slim waist, she couldn't get the tapes together. Almost, but didn't. She was, after all, a teenaged girl, and that diaper was intended for young toddlers.

She almost gave up when she got an idea. She got up, holding the diaper between her legs, and got some white duct tape. She sat down on her bed and used the tape to lengthen the slightly too short diaper tapes. She taped the diaper together and got up.

The diaper fit perfectly, and felt great. She was amazed at how it hugged her waist, and its softness, especially between her legs. She ran her hand on her behind, the diaper made a crinkling sound as she did so. She watched herself in the mirror and giggled. She looked so cute! Her short tight t-shirt did nothing to hide her diaper, and its light blue color stood in contrast to the diaper's white.

She put her hair in pigtails, opened the package of pacifiers, and took out the blue one, to match her shirt better. She put it in her mouth and looked at the mirror again. What she saw was a sixteen year old girl with a blond hair tied in pigtails, wearing a diaper and a light blue stretchy shirt smiling back at her behind her pacifier. She almost didn't recognized herself. She looked cuter than she ever thought she could be!

Karen remembered the bottle that was waiting for her downstairs in the kitchen, and went to get it. But when she entered the kitchen a surprise awaited her.

Her older brother was there, looking at the milk filled baby bottle he was holding in his hand, probably wondering what the hell was it doing there. He raised his eyes when he saw his little sister.

Karen was in absolute shock and couldn't even move. Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped, causing her pacifier to fall down. There she was, dressed like a baby and wearing a diaper, and in front of Scott, her older brother, of all people.

The silence between the two siblings was so strong, that the sound Karen's pacifier made as it hit the floor sounded more like a shot being fired. The silence lasted for a few more seconds, the two obviously in shock. Scott was the first to come back to his senses. A huge smile formed on his face.

"HA HA HA! Look at the widdle baby, isn't she cute all dressed up in her little diapers!"

Karen just stood there, tears welling in her eyes. She covered her face with her hands and ran upstairs crying hysterically to the laughter of Scott.

Poor Karen stromed into her room, slamming the door behind her. She crushed on her bed, burried her head in the pillow, and just cried and cried. She was so wrecked she didn't even thought about removing those stupid diapers and putting her panties and pants back on.

Two mintutes later there was a slight knock on the door. "Go Away...", Karen said between sobs.

"Hey Karen, can I come in?", her brother asked.

"NO! Now go away!", Karen replied, still sobbing.

Scott opened the door and walked in. Karen was too wrecked to fight him off her room. She just burried her face deeper into the pillow and continued sobbing to herself.

Scott sat down on her bed next to her and put a hand over her back. "Karen, I'm sorry...", he said quietly.

Karen didn't reply.

"...I shouldn't have said that, I acted like a jerk. I'm sorry, will you forgive me?"

Karen looked up at him, her cheeks wet with tears and her eyes red from all the crying. "T-Then why you said that?", she finally managed to ask him.

"I don't know...", he said, feeling down as well. He couldn't see his little sister like that and felt really bad for hurting her feelings. "...I guess I was just surprised, and the words... you know... just slipped out of my mouth. I wasn't thinking, and I'm sorry. I didn't mean that"

"Fine, I forgive you...", Karen said. Sniffling as she started to calm down a bit.

"Thank you...", her brother said and put a hand on her shoulder. "Now do you want to tell me why did you dress up like that?"

Karen told him about everything. Her last night at the Fairchild's, her thoughts, her feelings of stress and furstration with the adult life, and how she decided to turn to baby play as a refuge from it, how she wanted to look cute and be loved... Scott just listened and nodded ocassionally.

"...And that's about it...", she said and lowered her head.

"Karen...", her brother said, lifting her chin so she could into his eyes, "You're my sister, I love you, no matter what or who you want to be... And besides, I think you look really cute in those diapers and your hair done up in pigtails like that", he smiled at her.

Karen just smiled back and hugged him, "Thank you Scott, I love you too. You're a wonderful brother"

"Yeah, I know...", he laughed as Karen elbowed him, laughing herself. 'Why does he always have to ruin moments like this?', she thought.

"Hey, look what I've got for you...", he said as he pulled the pacifier she dropped earlier from behind him. "I washed it after it fell down. Do you want it?"

Karen just nodded and smiled as she took the pacifier from his hand and put it in her mouth. "You look cute", her brother said and smiled. They hugged again

"Wow, the term 'baby sister' just got a whole different meaning!", he said laughing. Karen laughed too and elbowed him again.

Just then they heard their mother entering the house. "Oh my God!", Karen exclaimed, "The bottle is still in the kitchen!"

"I'll go get it!", Scott said and ran out of the room.

"Karen? Scott?", Karen heard her mother say as she entered the kitchen.

"Please God, make her not notice!", Karen said quietly.

"Hey, what's with the bottle?", she heard her mom ask. Just then Scott entered the kitchen.

"Hey... Mom!", said Scott, "What are you doing home so early?"

"Well, I had an appointment to get my hair cut...", she started.

"Oh, it looks great...", said Scott.

"...And then it got canceled...", his mother continued and smiled.

"Oh... Well... Err..."

"Now would you care to explain why is that baby bottle here?", his mom asked him.

"Well, err... Actually it's mine... Yeah... and I was just...", said Scott, struggling to find the words.

"You don't have to do this Scott", Karen cut him. She was standing on top of the stairs dressed as she did.

Her mom just stared at her daughter wide eyed. Scott was also surprised at this. He smiled and let out a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing dressed like that?", her mom asked her, not souding mad at all, as Karen made her way downstairs.

"Well, I guess I DO have some explaining to do...", Karen said. For the next ten minutes or so she explained everything to her mom just as she did with Scott earlier.

When she finished, her mom looked like she was about to burst into tears any second. "Awww... My Baby!", her mom exclaimed as she ran over and hugged Karen.

"I love you Mommy...", Karen said, hugging her back. She could feel her mom's tears of joy as they rolled down from her cheeks, mixing with her own. They stood hugged like there for what seemed like an eternity, crying.

"I missed my baby girl for so long...", her mom said and broke the hug to look at her daughter's face, "And now she's back!"

"Oh my... This is turning into a bad soap opera...", Scott said, his hands folded at his chest.

"Then why are your eyes all watery?", Karen asked, still in her mother's arms.

"Because I was kidding!", he said, "And I want to join the hug too!"

"Come on then...", his mom motioned for him. And Scott quickly joined the now group hug as well.

"Oh my, honey...", Karen's mom said, "Your diaper is all wet!"

"And we're done with the group hug...", said Scott, breaking the hug and walking away.

"Yeah... I guess so...", Karen said, thinking she must have wetted and didn't notice with all that emotion.

"Awww... Would you like me to change you?", her mom smiled. Karen just smiled back and nodded vigorously.

Karen's mom took her daughter's hand and led her upstairs. She removed Karen's diaper, and told her to take a quick shower while she get all the things ready.

"Oh, and when you're done, rub this all over your body", her mom said, handing her a bottle of Johnson's Baby Oil.

"Okay!", Karen giggled and headed to the shower. When she finished showereing, she dried her body and rubbed the baby oil all over her body like her mom told her to do. She wrapped herself in a towel and entered her room.

Her mom awaited her there, sitting at the edge of her bed. There was a large soft waterproof mat on it, next to a couple of diapers, baby wipes, and some baby powder.
Her mom smiled when she saw her daughter entering the room. "Come on sweetie, lie down", she said, patting the mat. Karen smiled and did just that.

Her mom wiped her with the wipes ,powdered her, and then diapered Karen.

"Mom?", Karen asked her mom as she was taping her diaper with the duct tape (Karen's mom promised her that she'd buy her a package of adult diapers first thing in the morning).

"Yes Sweetie?"

"Why did you tell me to rub that oil on my body?"

"Because it makes your skin soft just like a baby's...", her mom smiled, "Besides, it gave you such a wonderful babyish scent, don't you agree?"

Karen just smiled and nodded. She really liked that smell, it brought back memories from her childhood.

"Oh, but I see you missed a spot...", her mom said and rubbed some more baby oil to Karen's feet.

"Soft baby feet to my baby girlie...", her mom cooed at her, "...All the better to tickle you now!", she said, tickling her daughter's feet.
Karen giggled and tried to squirm away, but her mom held both her ankled with one hand and tickled her feet with the other. Karen's squirming only succeeded in making her diaper rub against the plastic lining of the mat, causing noise in the process.

Karen's mom told her to dress and call her when she was done because she had a surprise for her. When Karen called her back she had the baby's bottle and a piece of cloth in her hands.

"I had to reheat this...", her mom said, sitting on her daughter's bed. "Come on, lie down on my lap and I'll feed you"

Karen lay in her mothers' lap while she presented the nipple to her lips. Karen's mom smiled and carefully held her daughters' head while she suckled the warm sweet milk.
She couldn't help but notice how cute her daughter looked, in her lap suckling the bottle's nipple like that, with her hair still in pigtails, and those cute freckles on her cheeks that now made her look more babyish than ever.

She kissed Karen on the tip of her nose. Karen just smiled in response, causing some of the warm milk to spill from the side of her mouth. Her mom quickly wiped it away with her finger. Once Karen finished her bottle, her mom helped her sit up on the bed.

"Do you remember this?", her mom asked her daughter, presenting her with the cloth she held earlier.

"My Blankie!", Karen exclaimed, recognizing it mostly from photos. "I can't believe you kept it!", Karen said, taking it. She immediately curled up with it on her bed, savoring its sweet smell of her babyhood. Her thumb quickly found its way to her mouth as she closed her eyes and sucked.

Her mom giggled as she covered her daughter and kissed her on the forehead, just before placing the pacifier on Karen's pillow in case she'd want it.

"Thank you Mommy... I love you...", Karen mumbled behind her thumb, half asleep.

"You're welcome Baby, I love you too...", her mom said. "Sleep tight!", she added as she closed the door, shutting the light on her way out.

The sandman came quickly, and soon Karen slept like a baby, smiling behind her thumb.

Chapter 3

"Honey... Honey, wake up...", Karen's mom said quietly, shaking her daughter.

"Ummm...", Karen said behind her pacifier as she woke up and streched a little. "Come on, it's four, time to go", her mom urged her.

Karen started to get dressed while her mom made some last mintue arrangements. She unzipped her sleeper, her diaper was dry. She felt the urge to pee though, and since her mom was in the bathroom she decided to just go. When she finished, she took off her warm, wet diaper, wiped herself clean and got dressed.

When her mom got out of the bathroom, Karen walked in and fixed her hair. She then put on a little make up. She wanted to look nice for Michael.

"Well well, look at you all dressed up...", her mom said when she got out. "What's the occasion?"

"Nothing mom, can't a girl just dress up now and then?"

"Sure she can...", her mom said and smiled, "Especially for the boy she has a crush on..."

"MOOOOOM!"

"Oh, come on, it's so obvious...", her mom said, "You've been dream-like like this ever since you heard they were moving back! Oh, never mind that now, we should really get going"

They got out and while Karen locked the house, her mom started the car. It was the Greenwood's large mini-van, and had two rows of back seats.
Karen got in the back. "I'm just going to lay my eyes down for a while, okay mom?"

"Sure Sweetie", her mom replied, "That's a good idea, it's a rather long drive and I thought you'd like to nap a little. That's why I brought these", Karen's mom said while she handed her a small plastic bag. Karen opened it, and found out her mom packed her pacifier and teddy-bear for the drive.

"Thanks mom", Karen said and kissed her mother on her cheek. She smiled as she put the pacifier in her mouth, hugged her teddy-bear, and laid down.

"Now close your pretty eyes and get some sleep dear, I'll wake you up when we get there", her mom said as she got the car out of the driveway. Karen did just that.

Her mom drove to the airport, occasionally looking in the back mirror to check on her 'Baby'. She let out a smile when she caught a glimpse of the pacifier slipping from her daughter's lips. That smile quickly turned into a slight giggle when she noticed Karen has subconsciously replaced it with her thumb.

'She's so CUTE!', she thought to herself.

When they arrived at the airport, Karen's mom woke her. They had to wait for about an hour because the flight got delayed, but before long the flight from London has finally arrived and landed. Karen was very nervous. What if Michael won't like her?

She couldn't control herself when she saw him and his parents emerging through the corridor on their way to the reception area.

"Michael!" She ran and hugged him.

"Hey! Karen!", he hugged her back and smiled, "Wow, you look great!"

"Thank you...", she smiled coyly at him. 'What a HUNK!", she thought. It was true, Michael has grown to be a very good looking young man. His rather muscular frame, his short soft sandy blond hair, and of course his big baby blue eyes Karen remembered so well from their childhood.

Karen's mother caught up with her and greeted Michael parents. "As you can see...", she told them after the exchange of hugs and welcomes, "Karen has really missed Michael"

"The feeling is mutual, I'm sure", Michael's mom said. "He was so excited he couldn't sleep a wink on the plane"

"MOOOOM!", it was no Michael's turn to 'rebuke' his mother for embarrassing him like this.

"Wow, is it true?" Karen asked him.

"Ummm, yeah...", he said, lowering his eyes to the floor.

Karen just giggled and hugged him in response. Their respective parents smiled knowingly at each other.
They quickly got to the car and loaded the two suitcases Michael's parents brought with them. They consisted clothes and other things for a few days as their furniture and the rest of their heavy equipment would only arrive the following day by shipment.

On the ride to the Greenwoods' house, Michael was so tired from his waking hours at the plane that he fell asleep. That didn't bother Karen much, she was just happy that he finally arrived. She and her mom chatted with his parents (Quitely, not wanting to wake him up) and found out about their time in England.

Michael slept throughout the entire day at the Greenwoods. All the time Karen was filled with the nagging doubt - What would he say when he finds out about her secret that night when she got ready for bed?

Part 4

"Awww... Look how precious they are sleeping together in their baby outfits like this...", Michael's mom said.

"They do look cute, don't they?", Karen's mom said, "Oh, and look, my Karen is actually hugging your Scott in her sleep!"

Both mothers let out a sigh.

"This has got to be the most adorable picture I have ever seen...", Michael's mom said, "I can't believe I don't have a copy of it!"

They were sitting on the couch in the Greenwood's house, sipping coffee and browsing Karen's old picture album from when she was two (which could be easily titled 'Karen and Scott's photo album', since they were together in almost every picture).
In the mean time, Michael was upstairs, sleeping in the foldable bed in Karen's room and Karen helped Scott and Michael's dad moving boxes to the new house.

"I'd love to make a copy for you, I saved the film", Karen's mom said, pointing to the photo they were talking about earlier. It showed Karen and Scott, both no more than two years of age, in their romper suits (Karen in the pink romper and Scott in the light blue one). Both were heavily diapered and sucking on their respective pacifiers. They were sleeping under a tree in the local park, hugging each other while they napped.

"They grew up so fast, didn't they?", Michael's mom said and sighed as she looked at another picture, which showed Scott kissing Karen sweetly on her cheek in her second birthday party as he handed her a wrapped up present.

"I wouldn't say that...", Karen's mom said, rolling her eyes up and smiling as she took another sip of coffee.

"Huh? What do you mean by that?", Michael's mom asked.

"I guess Karen never did grew up. She's still my little baby girl... and she likes it!", Karen's mom replied.

"You lost me...", Michael's mom said.

"Here...", Karen's mom put the coffee mug on the table and rose up from the couch, "Why don't you come and see for yourself?"

Michael's mom followed her to a small storage room, where Karen's mom opened a cabinet door, taking out a package of teen-sized disposable diapers, handing it to her dumbfounded friend. "You're kidding...", she said, "Karen actually wears THESE? Why?"

"She likes to, I don't know. She told me she wants to be a baby again, so I let her"

"Oh my God, this is so sweet...", said Michael's mom, a huge smile forming on her face. "I bet she looks cute in them"

"Yes, she's such an angel... She even lets me baby her sometimes, which has gotten us very close. Most girls her age always argue and fight with their mothers, but not my Karen...", Michael's mom was very interested at this.

"Come back with me to the living room, I want to show you something....", Karen's mom said. When they got back, she picked out another photo album and opened it. Her friend's eyes widdened with amazement when she saw the pictures of a 16 year old Karen dressed and acts like a baby.

"Awww... She looks so CUTE! I can't believe it!", she exclaimed. She flipped through all the pages of photos showing Karen diapered, her hair mostly in pigtails, playing with her teddy bear, with a pacifier in her mouth, drinking from her bottle... There were several pictures showing Karen ready for bed time, dressed in her pink footed one-piece pajamas, with her thick night time diapers bulging out. She was sucking her thumb, while holding her blankie with her other hand.

"Oh, she looks so adorable in that one...", Michael's mom said, "Where did you get those pajamas?"

"I got the one piece footed sleeper from the mall, they have those in any size, and I added the kitten applique myself... To make it look more babyish"

"You certainly did a very good job", Michael's mom told her, "It makes her look sooo precious..."

"Yeah, she loved it! She was so excited when I gave it to her she wanted to try it on right then!"

"You are so lucky Kate, I wish my Michael would let me baby him like that..."

"Really Carol?", Kate asked her, "You wouldn't mind?"

"MIND?! That would be the best present I ever got, I'll have my baby boy back!", Carol replied.

"Speaking of our babies...", Kate giggled, "Do you remember that when they were very young we toyed with the idea of them marrying each other?"

"Yup, ever since you gave birth to Karen...", Carol nodded.

"Well, it just may happen one day... I mean, the way they acted at the airport..."

"I KNOW!", Carol exclaimed, "And Michael has been acting weird for days before we left when he found out that Karen would come with you to pick us up... He obviously has a crush on her..."

"And you should have seen how long it took for Karen to 'get ready' for the ride", Kate said and laughed, "I assure you that the feeling is mutual..."

Carol took another sip of her coffee and continued to browse through Karen's album. "So how many people know about Karen's baby play?", she asked Kate, "I mean, wouldn't she mind you telling me about it?"

"She already told me she's okay with it...", Kate assured her friend, "I wouldn't tell you about it if she wasn't. Although quite a lot of people know about it, it is Karen who decides to who we tell and to who we don't"

"Is she going to tell Michael about it?", Carol asked her.

"She didn't tell me, but I guess she will. The way I know her she wouldn't keep secrets from him. I hope he won't mind it", Kate replied.

"Let's hope that Karen's 'baby play' idea will appeal to my son, I wish he'll want to try it too... Then I'll be the happiest person on earth", Carol said with an yearning look upon her face.

Kate nodded. "I'm sure Karen will be just as happy...", she said.

"Happy about what?", they heard a voice from behind them. It was Karen.

"Oh, hi honey, I didn't hear you come in...", her mom said.

"Yeah, I'm sorry, I was just a little thirsty from all that moving so I thought I'd come in for a drink. Oh, hello Ms Walter", Karen said, a little more shyly when she noticed Michael's mom was there.

"Hello Karen...", said Carol, who wasn't able to keep from gigling a little. Could that bashful teenager with the adorable hair clips in her blond hair really be the charmingly cute teenaged baby girl she saw in the album just moments ago? She hasn't changed at all...

"What are you looking at?", asked Karen, finding Carol's giggles a little odd. She slowly approached the mothers. When she saw the type of photos they were looking at, she turned ten shades of red.
She knew her mom would tell Carol about her baby play, she just didn't know how she would react. Karen dropped her looked to the floor.

"Awww... Don't be shy sweetie...", Carol said calmingly, raising from the couch and placing a reassuring hand on the red faced girl's back. Seeing that it only helped a little, she lifted Karen's chin with her fingers so she could look into her eyes.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, really...", she smiled, "Besides, I think you look VERY cute as a baby... I missed you Karen"

Karen smiled at this too. "I missed you too Carol...", she hugged her. 'What a cute girl...', Carol thought, 'Even when she's not in her baby role she's such an angel...'

"Why don't you sit down with us for a while Karen?", her mom suggested, "You seem a litle tired, and I'm sure the guys can manage without you for a while"

"Besides, I think Michael will be up soon...", said Carol, smiling as she saw the girl's eyes lit up. "He's been asleep for HOURS"

Karen nodded in agreement and sat down. "Good girl, I'll go get you something to drink...", said her mom as she walked into the kitchen.

"You mother is so lucky...", Carol said as she browsed through the pages with Karen watching, Carol's hand on her shoulder. "I just can't get over at what a sweet baby girl you make..."

"Thank you", Karen smiled, blushing a little as well. She blushed more at the nice compliment than at Carol's mention of her as a baby. She didn't feel awkward around that lady, who has been like a second mother to her in her childhood.

Karen's mom returned with a baby's bottle filled with orange juice. "There you go baby...", she said, smiling as she handed it to her daughter. "Or would you rather if I fed it to you?"

"Actually...", Karen started, "Could Carol do it?"

The room fell silent for a short second. Everyone, including Karen herself, but especially Carol were surprised at this. "I don't know", her mom finally said, "Why won't you ask her?"

"Would you like to feed me my bottle Auntie Carol?", said Karen in her best little girl voice. She smiled. She liked playing that game, and she really liked Carol, or 'Auntie Carol', like she used to call her as a little kid.

"I-I'd LOVE to!", Carol finally managed to get out of her initial shock. Karen giggled as she sat down in Carol's lap. She noticed that Carol was a little envious of her mom, for having her as a baby girl back, and wanted to make her happy.

Carol smiled broadly as Karen handed her the bottle and cuddled against her, still sitting in her lap. She presented it to the girl's lips, and Karen took it. She closed her eyes and sucked away. The cold orange juice was great, as she was really thirsty, and drinking it from her bottle while cuddling with Carol was an extra bonus.

Carol, on her side, felt in heaven. It has been a long long time since she experienced anything like this. The feelings that any mother gets when she cuddles with a baby who's dependent on her... So what if Karen weren't a real baby? She's just as cute and lovable!
She smiled and caressed Karen's hair with her free hand. She looked at the girl's face. She looked so angelic, with her eyes closed like that, drinking from the bottle. She kissed Karen on the top of her head and held her even more tightly against her body.

When Karen finished the bottle, she hugged the woman's neck. "Thank you Carol", she whispered in her ear.
"You're welcome, Babygirl...", Carol whispered back, and kissed her on the cheek. Karen noticed that Carol's eyes were all watery.

Just then they heard Karen's room door being opened. "It's Michael! He's up!", Karen almost shouted from excitement. She ran upstairs, catching him in the corridor, almost knocking him away as she hugged him. He smiled and hugged her back.

"So how was your sleep?", she asked, finally letting go of him.

"Great, actually...", he said, "I haven't slept like that in YEARS. I guess I just missed being here...", he paused a little, "And I missed you too...", he smiled shyly.

'Wow...', Karen thought, managing a shy smile herself, 'He said he missed me!'

"I missed you too Michael...", she blushed.

"So I hear the town has changed a lot since I left...", he said.

"Yup", Karen nodded, "You probably wouldn't even recognize it"

"That much, huh?"

Karen nodded again, "I'd love to show you around...", she paused for a second, blushing as she realized what it sounded like, "I mean, if you want to..."

Michael blushed too. "I thought about checking it out later, would you like to accompany me?"

Karen's heart was beating so fast she thought It'd explode in any second. Was Michael just asking her out?

"Well, the town has probably changed so much I'll need someone to guide me around...", he said, trying not to make it sound as if he was asking her out. Unfortunately, or rather fortunately, his blushing said it all.

"So what do you say...?", he managed to ask a very red faced and shocked Karen.

"I'd love to!", she said excitedly, not caring that he could see her smile, "How about tonight?"

"Sure!", he said, smiling as well. "It's a date...", he winked, causing her to giggle.

"Well, I'd better go help my dad with the moving...", he said.

"Not without eating something first you don't...", They heard his mom from behind them.

"MOM! I can't believe you've been eavesdropping this whole time...", he said.

"I wasn't, honest...", Carol said, "I just came up to get something for Kate from my purse I left upstairs..."

"Oh, I'm sorry...", Michael said.

"Don't mention it...", she said, "Oh, and have fun tonight you two ...", she smiled and left.

"MOOOOOM!"

Part 5

"...I don't know, I'm just so nervous...", said Karen as she was lying down on her bed.

"I like Michael... Okay, okay, more than like... Ooh, that reminds me, I'll need your help tonight to help me figure out what to wear... Anyway, I'm just scared he'll think I'm some kind of a freak when I tell him I that like acting like a baby and wearing diapers. I mean, would he still want to be my boyfriend?"

She shifted on the bed. "I hope so... He is so sweet... I'm sure he'll understand... But what if he won't? What if he won't like me anymore once I tell him? I mean, should I just not tell him? He'll find out sooner or later and then he may not like me because I didn't tell him..."

She shifted again and paused for a few seconds.

"So... What do you think?", she asked.

The teddy bear she was hugging in her arms said nothing, just stared back at her with its blank eyes.

"Yeah...", Karen sighed as she hugged her teddy bear tighter, "I figured you wouldn't know either..."

"Karen, do you have any idea how ridiculous you sound talking to your teddy bear like that? You DO realize he can't answer you, right?", her brother said as he entered the room.

"Oh, look who's talking...", she said, "You talk to your car!"

"I DO NOT talk to my car!", he said, "Why the hell would I want to talk to a god-damned car?"

"Fine, whatever...", she said, "If you have a problem, we can just leave", she got up.

"Come on, Mr Bear... Let's go", she said, grabbing her teddy bear and walking out.

As soon as she closed the door behind her, Scott quickly took out his wallet and opened it, revealing the picture of his red sports car. "Baby, baby... Come on, you know I was just kidding... What? don't give me that look...", he said, walking out as well.

Later that evening, Karen looked at herself in the bathroom mirror as she applied the final touches off lip gloss. As she adjusted the straps of her dress she thought how everything went so perfect thus far. How Michael obviously liked her, that their first official date would start in a few minutes, even her having a great hair day...

Things can only get worse.

She tried to shake off that thought as the doorbell rang. She gave a final look in the mirror to see if everything was in place. "Wish me luck...", she whispered to Mr Bear. She grabbed her small purse and got downstairs, stopping just to check her platform sandals on the way.

Michael was in the living room talking to Scott whe he noticed Karen standing on top of the stairs and smiling down at him. She looked... Perfect! Could that be the smae girl who he shared lunch boxes with since kindergarten?

He smiled back. He tried to say something, but just couldn't find the words. So he just stared at her walking down the stairs, trying not to look stupid.
"Hi Karen, wow... you look... WOW!", he finally managed to say as she stood next to him.

Karen giggled. "Thank you Michael...", she said. "You look 'Wow' too..."

The now blushing Michael did, in fact, look 'Wow'. Karen especially liked the way his shirt (Blue, to match his eyes) hugged his chest muscles. Suddenly she missed those baths with him their mothers used to give them until they were five.

"...So, are you ready to go?", she asked.

"Sure!", he smiled, and soon, they were outside.

"Have fun you too!", Scott said as he closed the door.

"So...", Karen started as they started walking to the town's center, "What did my brother do this time?"

"I'm sorry?", Michael said.

"You know... Didn't he say or do anything to you while I was getting ready?"

"Oh, sure... He told me he really hopes you and I would have a good time tonight", Michael replied.

Karen was so surprised at that point she just stopped and stared at him. "Are you sure he said that?", she asked. That didn't sound like her older brother AT ALL. Every date she had so far had to suffer cross investigation that would make any espionage agency proud. He even managed chasing someone who waited for her to get ready away once.

There could only be two reasons why Michael didn't had to go through it - Either Scott finally listened to her pleadings that he's not her father and not to do that again (very unlikely), or even Scott, the most skeptical person when it comes to guys wanting to date her, had confidence in Michael and thought she and him were perfect for each other.

"Why, is there anything wrong?", he asked, breaking her chain of thoughts.

"No...", she said as she look into his eyes and smiled. "Nothing's wrong. Nothing's wrong at all..."

They kept walking side by side down the street, not saying anything for a few seconds, when Karen got closer to his side. She reached with her fingers and ran them over his right palm, then took his hand in hers.

Michael almost gasped. They were holding hands! Her hand felt so smooth and warm, and his heart was beating faster with every second. He just couldn't take his eyes of her hand.
Karen's heart was going just as fast. She didn't know where she found the courage to do something like that, but she just couldn't resist... His hand felt great, it hade a warm touch and made her feel secure.

The two blushing teens raised their looks into each other's eyes at the same time and smiled. They kept walking like that, holding hands.

Later on, when they arrived at the park, they bought two small ice cream cones, Licking them as they walked down the park's main lane (where as in a magic, every water sprinkler they went by started working) and talking about what they did during these lost years, still holding hands all the time.

Finally they found a dry grass covered spot to sit on (Albeit the grass was a little moist from the night's air). They carefully sat down on the grass. They kept on chatting until suddenly Karen stretched and her fingers rubbed against the side of his stomach, tickling him and causing him to flinch.

"Oh, I'm sorry...", laughed Karen, "I had no idea you're still ticklish... Look, you even got some ice cream on your cheek..."

Michael wiped his cheek but did not get it off. "Oh... Did I get it?", he asked.

"No, no... let me...", she said, placing her hand over his cheek.

She stopped right there. His face was so soft, so smooth... Their faces got closer and their eyes met. Karen looked into his big deep blue eyes, glistering in the moonlight. Oh, how she wanted to dive into all this blue, never coming back up for air.

Her heart was beating like crazy, and her breathing got a little faster. "Actually...", she started as she ran her fingers down to his lips, caressing his now warm cheek on the way. She ran her finger over his lips ever so tenderly in a straight line from the upper lip to the bottom one. They were so warm and soft, they looked so inviting...

Short breathed she continued, in a soft, almost whispering voice, her face now very closed to his. "...It's a little closer to the li-MMMM...", she was cut off as their lips met at the same time to a most wonderful kiss. The best kiss she's had so far. So tender, and yet so... passionate.

She closed her eyes and savored the pleasure as their tongues met. He tasted like the vanilla from the ice cream he has just had, and she knew he could taste her own cherry flavored one. Her tounge stimulated his, almost seducing him to go deeper.

She put one hand on his muscular upper back and stroked his hair with the other while his right hand did the same with her hair and his left was on her side. Karen felt as if she had died and reached heaven. She didn't want that moment to end. Ever.

Too bad that magical moment had to end some time. They backed their heads a little when it did, looked into each other's eyes and smiled shyly. The redness in their cheeks was mostly from heat, but also from a little embarrassment. However, they were not shy to look into each other's eyes anymore.
They embraced tightly.

"Oh Karen, I missed you so much...", he whispered as they embraced.

"I missed you too, Michael...", she whispered back, running her fingers through his hair. "I missed you too..."

Part 6

Later that night, Karen got ready for bed with a huge smile on her face. Her moves were still a little disoriented as she undressed.
She still couldn't believe they kissed on the first date! She never kissed a guy on a first date before, but then again, neither of those guys were Michael.
And that kiss... WOW... she never experienced anything like that. She wondered if it was possible that Michael and his family hadn't spent the last five years in England, but rather in France.

However, when her eyes lay on the package of diapers in her closet she stopped smiling. She hasn't told him yet.

She sighed as she pulled one out and started to diaper herself. She normally wouldn't have, but was worried she might have an accident during the night as it was late and she was very tired.
She tied up her hair and got under the covers, finding comfort in her blankie and the pacifier she put in her mouth.

'I'll tell him tomorrow...', she thought as she cuddled with her blankie and drifted off to sleep, smiling as she dreamed of Michael.

Karen got up and went downstairs, still dressed as she was like she did every day. She was still a little drowsy as she entered the kitchen.

"Good morning Baby!", she heard Carol's voice behind her.

"Oh, good morning Ms Walter!", she said, no longer embarrassed to be seen in diapers in front of her.

"Somebody slept in today...", Carol smiled at her, "It's almost one O'clock"

Karen just blushed when she suddenly realized something. "Ms Walter, Michael's not here, is he?", she asked.

"No, no, don't worry... He's out in our garden...", Carol assured her, "Your mom went out for a few errands, she should be back in about in the evening. Are you going to be okay?"

"Yup", Karen said.

"Are you wet?", Carol asked her.

Karen just smiled and shook her head, Carol seemed almost disappointed at that.

"Okay then...", Carol smiled and patted the girl's diapered behind. "Well I'd better get going"

Karen hugged her and kissed her sweetly on the cheek. "Bye Carol, thank you...", she said.

"Bye Baby...", Carol said and hugged her back.

When Carol left, Karen took a quick shower and got dressed for the day. She then came back to the kitchen and made herself a cup of coffee. She took it with her to the front porch.
She was a little surprised to see Michael in the Walter's garden. Well, the fact he was there wasn't the surprise, but rather the fact he was there mowing the lawn... with no shirt on.

Karen couldn't help but bite her lower lip. His body looked great when he was wearing a shirt, and it looked even better now that he wasn't. Especially with his sweat that made his muscles glitter in the sun like that.

"Hey Michael...", she said and smiled at him.

He noticed her and shut off the lawn mower. "Hi Karen...", he said, smiling shyly at her.

"Can I get you something to drink?", she asked, "It's rather hot today"

"Oh, thank you, but you really shouldn't bother. I just finished actually...", he replied.

"Michael, can you come over to my house later?", she asked, "I want to talk to you about something..."

"Sure", he said, "Just let me take a shower and get something to eat first, okay?"

"Okay", she replied.

Forty five minutes later Michael was at the door. Karen opened it and smiled when he presented her with a flower.

"Awww, how sweet...", she said, "Is that for me?"

"Yes", Michael said, smiling shyly.

"Thank you", she said, kissing him sweetly on his lips. "Come on, let's go upstairs..."

When they got to Karen's room Michael started to say how wonderful the previous night had been, Karen nodded.

"I know, but I actually I invited you over for another reason. There's something I need to tell you..."

"I'm listening...", Michael said hesitantly. He was a bit worried she's going to end it before it started.

Karen decided it was now or never. "I don't really know how to say this, but see that package of diapers in my closet back there?", she said as she pointed to her open closet.

"Yes...", Michael said.

"Have you ever missed your childhood Michael?", she asked him.

"Sure", he replied, "Doesn't anyone?"

"Okay, so here's the thing... I like to relive those days, and that's why I enjoy acting like a baby every once in a while...". As Karen said this she blushed so much she thought she'd pop some veins.

"So the diapers...", Michael started to say, obviously in shock.

"Yes...", Karen blushed even more, "They're mine"

"Is this some kind of practical joke or something?", Michael managed to ask.

"No Michael, I'm serious...", she said in a weak, almost non audible voice. She wasn't able to look at him as she said that.

"Wow, that's... err... I don't know what to say...", he mumbled.

"So do you think I'm weird?", she asked him.

"No... Okay, yes... But then again, you were always weird, in a good kind of way of course... That's what makes you so special...", Michael said. Happy that his last sentence made Karen smile a little, for the first time since they started that conversation.

"So...", she said, bracing herself for the worst. "What do you think?"

"Well... The truth is I don't really know what to do with this right now...", he replied.

"I understand...", she said, lowering her head. There, she has really done it this time. He was going to dump her... She cursed herself. Things were going so great, why did she have to ruin it all by telling him?

"I think I'd better leave...", he said as he rose from her bed. "Goodbye Karen..."

"Goodbye Michael...", she said quietly, still can't raise her eyes from the floor. Only when she heard him going down the stairs she allowed the tears to roll down her cheeks. She grabbed Mr Bear from the shelf and hugged him tight.

Part 7

When Kate entered the house a few hours later, she found her daughter asleep on the living room sofa. She was clad only in a diaper and a short white t-shirt. Karen lay curled up in a fetal position on the couch, hugging her teddy bear for dear life and sucking her thumb. Her face looked like she'd been crying a lot.

The coffe table next to the couch was a mess. There were used up tissues all over it, a few were scattered on the carpet beneath, along with the empty tissue box. There was also a half empty box of (liquid, by then) ice cream.

"Hey mom...", Scott said as he came in with the groceries from the car, his voice dropped to a whisper when he noticed his sleeping sister. "What is she doing like that? And why is the house so cold and dark?"

It was only then when Kate noticed the house was almost freezing. 'No wonder...', she thought as she noticed the windows were open, allowing the cool breeze in. The weather has changed since the morning's sunny skies. She went and closed the open window.

"Mom, Karen doesn't look good...", Scott whispered, "She's a little pale..."

Kate approached her sleeping daughter. "No wonder she's curled up like that... The poor thing, I hope she didn't catch a cold..."

She checked Karen's diaper, "...She's soaking wet too, probably wetted in her sleep again. We can't leave her like this, she's going to catch her death's cold! Go get me a fresh diaper and her changing kit from her room Scott"

"Okay mom", he said and hurried upstairs. Meanwhile Kate went to the laundry room and took out Karen's fleecy pink footed sleeper from the dryer. It was still warm, as the dryer just finished its cycle a few minutes ago.

"Great", she thought, "That would keep her warm..."

She came back to the living room where Scott handed her the diaper and the changing supplies. "You go and fix her a warm bottle of milk while I change her. She lost a lot of liquids with all that crying, and besides, it'll help warm her up", she told him.

Kate first slowly took Karen's thumb from her mouth, not wanting to wake her up. Karen's lips continued her suckling motion even though her thumb was now out of her mouth. Kate quickly noticed it and placed a pacifier between her daughter's suckling lips. Then focused her attention on Karen's wet and clammy diaper.

She turned Karen on her back, carefully, so she wouldn't wake her, and untaped the soggy diaper. She then cleaned her daughter's diaper area with some wipes, and sprinkled some baby powder on her.
She soon had her all nice and tapped up in the new nighttime thicker diaper.

She then helped each of Karen's feet into the warm and cosy sleeper, then came the arms turn. Scott came back with the bottle just as Kate finished zipping the sleeper up to her daughter's neck.

"Can you help me carry her upstairs to her room?", she asked him quietly, "I don't want to wake her"

Scott handed his mom the bottle he has just prepared and slowly picked his sister up, carrying her like a baby. He carried her slowly up the stairs, after all, she was a 16 year old girl, and didn't weigh like a real baby, and although Scott was strong, he had to strain a little as he carried her up the stairs. He was amazed at how she didn't drop her pacifier from her mouth, and still clinged to her teddy bear even though she was still sleeping as he carried her.

They all entered Karen's room, where Scott lay his still sleeping sister down her bed. Kate noticed that the sleeper was doing it's job, as Karen's face seemed less pale now.
She sat next to her lying daughter and helped her head up a little resting it against a fluffy pillow. She took the pacifier out of Karen's lips and presented the bottle's nipple to her mouth instead.

That caused Karen to wake up a little for the first time since Kate entered the house and found her.
"mom... Mommy... I-", she started to say, still half asleep.

"Shhhh... Shhhh...", Kate soothed her in a calming voice, "Drink this bottle Baby, it will keep you warm... Then you can go back to sleep..."

Karen sucked on the bottle and drank the warm milk, her eyes closed, while her mother stroked her hair and soothed her with her calming voice.

When Karen finished the bottle, her mom lay Karen's head on the pillow and put the pacifier back in her mouth. She placed her daughter's blankie next to her head on the pillow in case she'd wake up and want it.
Karen's room was warmer than the rest of the house, and her mom knew the sleeper would keep her daughter all snug and warm throughout her sleep. Nevertheless, she covered Karen with her thick quilt.

Karen has already fell asleep again when her mothered stroked her hair one last time. "Mommy's sorry Baby...", Kate whispered in her daughter's ear, "I had no idea you'd take it so hard..."

She kissed Karen on her forehead and left.

Part 8

"Karen, Karen honey... Wake up...", Karen's mother said the following morning as she shook her daughter gently.

"Uggg... What time is it?", Karen said, still half asleep.

"It's almost ten... You've been asleep for about fourteen hours", her mom said and handed her a glass of water, which Karen drank thirstily.

"Are you alright?", her mom asked her, "When we found you last night you were a mess... Is there anything wrong?"

Karen started sobbing again and covered her face with her hands. "Oh mom... It's all over... Michael broke up with me!"

"Michael? But why? Carol told me you two had a lot of fun on your date and seemed to hit it off...", her mom said, causing her daughter to cry harder as she reminded her of their magical date, and that wonderous kiss that Karen thought she'd never experience again.

"There, there... Don't cry...", her mom said as she rubbed her daughter's back, "Did you two have a fight?"

"No...", Karen said, calming down a bit. "I told him abouthow I like to act like a baby sometimes..."

"Oh, I see... And did he take it bad?", her mom asked her

"No, not really... He said that he didn't know how to take it and left a little later...", Karen replied.

"Wait, I don't get it... He didn't say he doesn't want to see you anymore because of it?"

"No...", Karen said, "But he's going to break up with me, I'm sure!"

"What makes you so sure?", her mom asked her, "What if he just needed some time to think about it?"

"I don't know...", Karen replied and lowered her head to the floor.

"Well I wouldn't worry about it to much if I were you...", her mom said and smiled, "And nothing is over until one of you breaks it, which I'm sure won't happen"

"He's going to mom, I'm sure... God, I always thought that Michael was different...", Karen said.

"What do you mean?", her mom asked her.

"I thought he was different than most guys... What do guys have against things that are cute? Why do they always have to pretend they're so macho?", Karen explained, causing her mom to giggle.

"Michael IS different honey, I'm sure of that...", Kate kissed her daughter's forehead and hugged her, "Don't worry your little head about it. Now I bet you need a diaper change after sleeping for so many hours..."

Karen just nodded shyly and her mom unzipped her sleeper and changed her.

"Now let me put this sleeper back on you", she told Karen once she finished changing her out of her soaking wet diaper and into a new fresh one, "It's a lovely day out, but the floor is still a little chilly, and I don't want your cute little footsies to get cold..."

Karen giggled (Just a little though) for the first time that morning, and her mom helped her get back into her pink footed sleeper and zipped it up for her.

"Now let's get downstairs and I'll fix you breakfast", her mom said and took Karen's hand, "You must be starved..."

As her mom led her downstairs, Karen wondered why she was smiling so much. Her mother was usually cheerful in the mornings, and this was indeed a lovely day outside, but still... She smiled more than usual.
However, she quickly shook that thought of her head. She was very hungry.

When they entered the kitchen, Karen suddenly felt someone covering her eyes with his hands. At first she thought it was Scott, but she rememberd seeing him on the couch watching TV as she got downstairs. Surely he wasn't able to sneak up behind her so fast.

"Guess who?", she heard a voice behind her and almost fainted.

It was Michael's voice.

She couldn't believe her eyes when she saw him. Of course she was happy for the mere fact that he was there, with obviously no intention to dump her judging by his cheerful tone when he surprised her and the fact that he was smiling...

But what really surprised her was the fact that he was dressed just like her. Well, almost. His footed sleeper was light blue, and the diaper he was wearing was thicker, judging from the bulk at his crotch.

"SURPRISE!!!", Kate and Scott yelled in unison.

The look on Karen's face was priceless. It was a look of surprise, excitement, relief, and overwhelming joy, all at the same time.

"WHAT...?!?! HOW...? WHEN...? WHO...? WHERE...? I-", said a very flabbergasted Karen. The trio just smiled at her in response.

"MICHAEL!!!", she finally managed to say as she jumped at him, almost knocking him down with her hug.

"Karen...", The almost suffocated Michael managed to say as he hugged her back. Karen bear hug turned into a more soft, yet tight, embrace after a few seconds.

Karen felt like she was about to cry again. She had Michael back now, and didn't want to let go of him. She savored the pleasure of their almost sensual embrace - His warmth, his smell, the feeling of his muscular body against hers, which stood in contrast to the softness of his footed pajamas (Where did he get those anyway?).

As they stood hugged like that, Michael felt a weird wetness on the back of his neck. He quickly realized that it was caused by Karen's tears which rolled down from her cheeks onto his neck. He stroked Karen's hair with his free hand, trying to soothe her.

Karen wiped the tears away with the sleeve of her sleeper. These tears were so much different from those so many she has shed the night before. They were tears of joy.

Finally Karen calmed down and they broke down they're hug. Michael kept holding her hands in his though, and kissed her sweetly on her still moist cheek. Karen just smiled at him in response.

"But mom, how...", she started.

"I guess I should explain...", Michael started, cutting her off. "Remember that day right after we came back when I slept in your room? Well, your closet door was open, and I noticed that package of diapers when I woke up. I haven't given it much thought though, but the morning after our date I asked your brother about it and he told me everything... And well, we decided to play a little joke on you, and that's why I reacted the way I did. I'm sorry Karen. I actually find it very cute. Do you forgive me?"

'I knew Scott had something to do with this...', Karen thought. She just couldn't be mad at Michael... He was so sweet, and would probably never have done it if it wasn't for her brother. And besides, the way he looked at her pleadingly with his big sad blue eyes was all the convincing she needed... So she just nodded in response and hugged him again.

"But wait a minute...", she suddenly said, "That doesn't explain why you're dressed up like this..."

"Well...", he blushed, "When Scott told me about it I thought it sounded cute and wanted to try it myself... And your mom was thrilled to help me with that..."

"Thanks mom, thank you too Scott...", Karen said, suddenly not upset with her or Scott. After all, thanks to them things turned out better than she hopped. Not only she had her Michael back, but now he wants to share her hobby as well.

"So... Does your mother know about it too?", Karen asked, turning back to Michael.

Michael just blushed. "Actually...", Kate started, "She doesn't. We're planing on surprising her too. Would you like to help us Karen?"

"Sure mom", said Karen. All in all, she liked playing practical jokes on people herself. "What's the plan?"

"Well", her mom started, "I invited her over for breakfast and promised her she could feed the baby, and she was very excited about it"

"I see...", Karen laughed, "She thinks I'm the baby!"

Her mom nodded. "Yup, she has no idea that 'the baby' is actually 'HER baby'...", everyone laughed at her remark that made Michael blush even more.

"Oh, don't worry Michael...", Karen giggled and hugged his back, "I'm believe your mom would think you make a VERY cute baby..."

"And I'm SURE she will...", Kate laughed.

Suddenly the doorbell rang. "Quick Michael, go hide!", Karen's mom told him and he did just that.

"Carol is in for the surprise of her life...", Kate giggled and opened the door.

Part 9

Kate opened the door, and sure enough, Carol was there. "Oh, come in Carol...", she invited her in, "You're right on time, Karen has just woken up"

"Hi Kate... Hello Baby!", When Carol saw Karen her voice rose to a cheerful tone one might use when talking to a toddler. "You look very cute today"

"Thank you Auntie Carol", Karen giggled.

"Lets go in the kitchen, shall we?", Kate suggested. "I believe the oatmeal is about done..."

Sweet smells of hot, chocolate oatmeal greeted the trio as they entered the kitchen. Karen was very hungry, her mom made the most delicious oatmeals in the world. She watched as her mother took the steaming pot off the stove and gave its contents one final stir, then served some to a plastic plate.

Karen's mom tied a bib around her daughter's neck and sat her on her lap. She started feeding her the oatmeal while Carol tried to hide her disappointment. But before she could say anything, Kate spoke.

"I know I promised you could feed the baby... And you can still do that if you want to...", Carol gave Kate and Karen a puzzled look, wondering why they smiled so much.

"Look behind you...", Karen said.

Carol turned and what she saw almost caused her to faint from joy. There was her 16 year old son, smiling at her, clad in diapers and footed pajamas. The next minute was full of tears, hugs, excitement and smiles exactly like five minutes before.

"So are you going to feed your baby Carol?", Kate asked her, "The oatmeal's getting cold..."

"I'd love to...", said a still teary Carol and took her son's hand. Michael smiled while Kate handed Carol one of Karen's bibs and she tied it around his neck. Soon enough, the two best friends spoon fed a very tasty chocolate oatmeal to their babies. Their sixteen year old babies.

Karen sat like that on her mother's lap wondering what life would be from now on. Her mom broke her chain of thoughts as she presented another spoonfull of the oatmeal she liked so much to her lips, and made cooing voices at her. She smiled and opened her mouth, allowing her mom the 'airplane' to come in, as she called it.

Carol, on her part, thought how it was exactly like when her son and Karen were babies as she scooped more of the oatmeal and presented it to her son's lips. He looked at her with his grateful eyes, causing her to smile. It was just like when he was an infant and depended on her for everything. She missed those days so much, and now they were back.
She felt a little jealous of Kate though, as she couldn't feed her baby on her lap like she did. After all, he was bigger and heavier than her. But she was happy nonetheless.

Later on, Karen's mother wiped clean her daughter's face, undid her bib and helped her up. "Karen, why don't you take a shower while I lay out your clothes for the day", she suggested.

"Okay mom", Karen kissed her mother on the cheek and hurried upstairs. She showered quickly, eager to spend the day with Michael. She dried her hair, brushed her teeth, wrapped herself in a towel and went to her room.

She found a diaper, and a new babydoll her mom bought for her. It was pink, made of sheer satin, and had a straps and a light white lacy trim around the hem. She also found matching pink ankle socks, again with a white lacy trim on top. She was grateful for her mother as she knew how expensive that babydoll was.

She lay on her bed, powdered her crotch and buttocks like she did so ,any times before, pulled the diaper up between her legs, and taped it. 'I have a bra that would go perfectly with that babydoll', she thought as she opened her closet drawer and picked out a pink satin bra, her most expensive one. It was, like the babydoll, pink, and had white lacy trim on top of the cups as well. She donned it on, and her new babydoll followed by.

She never worn anything like it before. The satin felt so heavenly soft against her body. That babydoll was a very expensive adult undergarment, but apparently that day it would function as her baby dress. It was very short, and didn't cover her diaper completely.
She went to her dresser and picked out two pink hair ribbons. She combed her blond hair in the middle and used the ribbons to tie it up in two very childish looking pigtails at each side of her head. She giggled at her reflection in the mirror. She looked so CUTE!

She took out her pink pacifier from under her pillow and put it in her mouth. She then sat on her bed and put on those cute ankle socks her mom bought her. She picked up Mr Bear and hurried downstairs.

When she got there, she saw Michael has already took his pajamas off, and was now clad only in his diaper and a blue t-shirt. He was lying curled up against his mom on the couch while she fed him a bottle of milk. When she finished she cuddled him, stroked his hair, and tickled his tummy which caused him to gurgle like a real baby. She stifled a giggle. They looked so sweet, just like a real mother and her baby, but she has never seen a baby bigger than his mother before.

She then saw her mom smiling at her from her sitting place on the armchair. She patted her lap, and Karen amiled back and went over to her. Her mom helped her lie down on her lap and presented a bottle's nipple to her lips. She gave her mom's beaming face a final look, and then closed her eyes and parted her lips slowly.

She soon felt the bottle's nipple enter her mouth, and started to suck on it softly, contentedly drinking the warm milk. She cuddled against her mother who rocked her and stroke her hair.

When she finished her bottle, she stayed cuddled against her mother for a few more minutes. Her mom held her tight and rocked her for a few moments. Then she tickled her tummy and under her chin to which Karen giggled.

"I think it's time for the babies to take a nap...", Kate suggested.

"Oh mom please, can't me and Michael play a little first? PLEEEEEEASE?", Kate begged her.

"Okay Honey...", her mom giggled, "Take Michael's hand and go play in your room. I'll come later to tuck you two in, okay?"

"Okay mommy!", Karen giggled and jumped off her mother's lap. She took Michael's hand and picked up Mr Bear from the coffee table.

"Aren't you going to introduce Michael to your friend, Karen?", Carol asked and smiled at her.

"Oh, I'm sorry... Michael, this is Mr Bear. Mr Bear, this is Michael...", Karen said and blushed. Michael also got in the part and smiled bashfully as he shook the teddy bear's paw.

"How sweet...", Kate said.

"Come on, let's go upstairs!", Karen said as she and Michael ran upstairs, still holding hands.

"Just like when they were little...", Kate said and went to the kitchen to fix her and Carol some coffee.

"So, what do you think so far?", Karen asked Michael as they got in her room and sat on the bed.

"I LOVED it. Every moment of it!", he said and smiled.

"I'm glad you like it...", Karen giggled, "I kninda hoped that we could share this thing together... And you sure do look cute in those diapers..."

"Thank you", he said and blushed, "You look very cute yourself..."

Now it was Karen's turn to blush. "Thank you...", she said, and looked deep into his eyes as he ran his fingers over her cheek.

Their faces got closer and they kissed. That kiss was as good as their first, if not better. Their tongues danced together tenderly in a vortex of passion. As they kissed, Karen's hands slipped behind Michael's back and found their way to his muscular and tight butt. She grasped his diapered behind as they kissed, wishing for the first time he hadn't worn diapers.

They had to end their kiss abruptly as they heard their mothers approaching towards the room. There was a knock on the door.

"Come in", said Karen, and her mother and Carol did just that. Kate didn't want to interfere with whatever they were doing, that's why she knocked on the door. In fact, she actually hoped they were kissing, and wasn't disappointed. Although Karen and Michael ended their kiss, her daughter's flushed face and Michael's crimson cheeks have said it all. She just smiled at them.

"Awwww... Isn't that sweet, the two babies were kissing...", she said.

"MOM!", Karen said, blushing even more.

"Oh, relax, I'm just teasing... I have no problem with it", her mother replied.

"Neither do I", Carol said, smiling as well. "But right now it's time for your nap, so let's get you ready"

The two mothers quickly prepared Karen's bed, then helped Karen and Michael lie down in it. It wasn't narrow, but they had to snuggle close anyway. Kate covered them with a thin blanket and darkened the room a little.

"Now have a nice nap you two", said Carol, "We'll wake you up for lunch". Both mothers kissed both babies on their foreheads and then left.

"So, Stud...", Karen said and smiled as she slipped her hand under Michael's shirt and ran it over his chest muscles and tight abdominals, "How are those diapers holding up for you?"

"Preety good actually...", he said, "Thank you"

"For what?", she asked him.

"For introducing me to it...", he said, "And just for being you...", she blushed at this.

"God, you're beautiful...", he continued, as he stroked her hair. Karen smiled at that and they kissed softly.

"Here...", she said, putting one of her pacifiers in his mouth as she took one herself and put it in her own. He accepted it and began to suck. Karen thought he looked like the cutest thing in the world.

They cuddled close against each other. Karen ran her foot up his leg, which was, beside very few fine hairs, smooth. Michael, on his part, stroked the back of her soft tigh with his hand.

"Sleep tight, Karen...", he mumbled behind the pacifier.

"You too, Michael. Sweet dreams...", she replied, and they soon drifted off to sleep, hugging each other.

Part 10

The next day Karen got a phone call from her best friend Kathleen.

"So what, now that you have a new boyfriend you don't call me anymore?", she asked as soon as Karen picked up the phone and said hi.

"Of course I'm still going to call you, don't be silly...", Karen replied, "But how do you know me and Michael are together?"

"Your mother told me", said Kathleen, "She also told me you two went on a date"

"Yes", Karen smiled.

"So...? How was it?", Kathleen asked.

"Oh, nothing special... I took him to the town's center and we kissed", Karen replied.

"You KISSED? And you didn't told me about it?", she asked her.

"Yes, and I'm sorry I haven't had the chance to tell you about it yet. It's just that the last few days were very... Confusing...", Karen said.

"So, how was it?", Kathleen asked her.

"How was what?", Karen replied.

"The kiss you silly, how was it?", Kathleen asked her again.

Karen smiled again, but Kathleen couldn't see that. That or the dreamy look on her face. "Oh Kathleen, it was just wonderful... It was just... Perfect... Michael is the most amazing kisser in the world!"

"You sound like you're falling in love with him...", Kathleen laughed. She stopped laughing when Karen hadn't replied though.

"What, don't tell me you're falling in love with him already!", Kathleen said. Karen just bit her lower lip.

"Karen?", Kathleen asked her again.

"No", Karen suddenly said, "I'm not falling in love with him"

"Good", Kathleen said, "Because it takes more than few days to figure out something serious like that and-"

"I already am...", Karen cut her off.

There was silence on the other end for a few long seconds and then Kathleen spoke again. "Karen, you can't be serious, I mean... It's only been two days..."

"No, it hasn't", Karen cut her off again, "I'm in love with Michael. I've known him from birth and loved him since we were kids... And I love him now..."

"Really?", Kathleen asked her. She knew her and Michael have known each other for a long time, but she just thought they were good friends.

"Really...", Karen replied, really meaning it.

"Wow, then I'm so happy for you!", Kathleen exclaimed. Karen could tell she was tearing. She knew her very well and knew how very good news caused her to cry.

Karen giggled. "Thank you...", she said, then spoke again:

"Kathleen, as long as I'm sharing secrets with you, there's something else that I want to tell you..."

Part 11 - Two months later

"So what do you kids want to play next?", Karen asked the dozen kids who circled her and Michael. It was a bright warm afternoon in the local park and Karen and Michael did what they did almost every day now - Play with the neighborhood kids.

That day Karen wore her short light-blue play dress (with ribbons in her head to match the dress) over a bra and a disposable diaper. Since she's now playing outside, she doesn't wear her black mary jane sandals, but rather socks and tennis shoes. Michael wears a white short t-shirt under bluw denim shortalls, which hide his diapers to some amount (one can still see a little bulge). He's in his socks and sneakers, and has his favorite paci tied around his neck.

"How about hide and seek?", Michelle, a cute 7 year old brunette said. The rest cheered in approval.

"Okay", said Tina, "It's my turn to count!", as she leaned against the tree to count, the diaper she was wearing peeked from under her dress.

During the past two months, things have changed a lot. Karen and Michael wanted to playact like babies more and more often, and their families seemed eager to help them. They just couldn't resist it. After all, they looked so cute together... Especially as babies.

Their mothers bought and altered more outfits, making them look as babyish as possible. Michael and Karen now have almost any clothing article imaginable - From rompers, sundresses, play outfits, footed pajamas, onesies, shortalls and overalls. Kate and Carol even managed to get some babyish fancy dresses in Karen's size - all in cute pastel colors. She looks so adorable in them when they go out to the mall or a resturant, every once in a while the rhumba panties and diapers she's wearing peek from under the skirt much to everyone's (Including her) amusement.

Scott and Michael's father constructed some very nice furniture for the two babies - Cribs, playpens, changing tables, and one high chair (For Karen. If they were to make one for him, Carol would have to fid him standing up on a stool).

Karen and Michael didn't mind telling other people about their hobby now that they had the support of their other family members, and before long, all the other town members knew. They didn't mind at all. Especially since they found out they would no longer have to accompany their children to the park and keep an eye on them. They counted on Karen's outstanding babysitting reputation to keep their children occupied, and on Michael's strength to keep them safe.

And besides, all the other kids just LOVED them. They were so happy to have friends like Karen and Michael to play with because normally no teen would be seen dead playing with children half their age or less. And more important - All the kids who had to wear diapers or experienced some problems with keeping their beds dry weren't embarrased or ridiculed about it any more.
After all, Karen and Michael wore diapers almost all the time (and wetted in them too) and they were 'Like, so COOL and grown up!', as Michelle put it.

The only side effect it caused was that more and more kids asked their parents to let them do baby stuff, like suck on pacifiers, drink from bottles, and even wear diapers for fun (In Tina's case). Most parents thought it was cute and let them. However, some didn't, and Karen did her best to explain to them how it's so important to let kids grow up in their own pace. That seemed to work in every case.

Some of Karen amd Michael's schoolmates laughed about them at first, but became more and more understanding about it as the days passed. The idea even appealed to some, like Kathleen, who now likes to wear diapers and baby clothes in almost every chance she gets, much to her boyfriend's amusement who enjoy playing the 'Daddy' role. Every time they're out on a date she sucks her pacifier (Which comes out for talking, and of coure, kissing).

Kissing... Just like what Karen and Michael were doing, hidden in the bushes, hoping Tina would never find them.

"Wooooooh", they heard Tina's voice right next to them. So much for that hope... They immediately stopped and blushed.

"Hey everyone, Karen and Michael are kissing!", she shouted causing all the other kids to jump out of their hiding places and run towards them to catch the show.

"Hey no fair!", said one boy, "They're not kissing!"

"They just stopped, but anyway, you all lose!", Tina replied, smiling broadly.

"It's time to leave anyway", said Karen, smiling as well, "It's getting dark, and we still have to return you to your houses..."

Epilogue

Later that evening, Karen and Michael sat in Karen's playpen upstairs in her room. The Walters were invited to dinner at the Greenwoods (Karen and Michael were bibbed and diapered of course, and were fed by their mothers as well), and later Karen and Michael were sent upstairs to 'Play like good babies' (As Kate put it) in Karen's playpen while the rest watched TV and chatted.

"You know...", Karen told Michael while she was shaking a rattle, "Everyone else is downstairs socializing, while it's just you and me up here, with nothing to keep us occupied but each other and our baby toys..."

"I know", said Michael, after taking the pacifier out of his mouth. "I feel sorry for them too..."

Karen smiled and looked into his eyes. He looked back into hers. They closed their eyes as their faces got closer and they kissed.

THE END